LIPA
Don't you see you have gone crazy? Do you understand? You are out of your mind.
SAVVA
I'm sick of hearing you repeat that. Let's go.
LIPA
Savva; dear, darling Savva—No? Very well, you won't listen to me? Very well. You'll see, Savva, you'll see. You ought to have your hands and feet tied. And you will be bound, too. There are people who will do it. Oh, God! What does this mean? Stay! Stay! Savva!
SAVVA (going)
All right, all right.
LIPA (shouting)
I'll denounce you. Murderer! Ruffian! I'll denounce you.